10/13/20 - Awake At 12AM
10/13/20 - Awake at 12AM
Ballroom dancing with a skeleton
A girl with no face
A pressure under my ribs
A pain above my left hip
Jerked out of it
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I got to be part of something!
Literary Forest Magazine, a magazine with only two issues thus far and is entirely based on the internet has allowed me to be a part of it. It is a collection of poetry from those that are up-and-coming. They found mine here, on this Tumblr, and asked me what felt like ages ago. It’s a perfect birthday present, and where I can’t remember the name of the exact blog that asked me, I will thank Abbie Hart, Editor in Chief, since I’m pretty sure it is only owned and operated by one person. Thank you so much for the opportunity. Link to the Magazine, Issue #2 (It’s almost all digital): https://literaryforestmagazineonline.wordpress.com/issue-two/
Heart
My heart jumps into my throat I can feel it beating Incessantly
Like when you drink too much caffeine Like when you hide under your bed Like when you feel like death
Two days straight Fear in my blood Fear in my bones
In my heart that beats Too hard, so hard It chokes me to death
Prompt: Darkness As A Comfort
Darkness as a comfort Darkness as a guise
A comfortable cloak of mine The Dark is Simple, kind
The light hurts my eyes The city is loud
Much too loud Bleeding into me
Give me the Darkness, Preferred and Caring
Like a mother with her arms Wrapped around and around
I retreat into her Sickened and dizzy from the sun
She welcomes, She is preferred
Races of Aetheral
The spirit Alive in peoples who call home
Tradition, unison Beneath the eye of prosperity
Unique, wide-spread Backbone in art, science, war
Descend, Find a place, Prove their worth
Hail the Eld, Settle in all corners of the world Into the highest wood and deepest caves
Proud, There is little question to who has Conquered all
Born of the wishes of a goddess Magic in both body and purpose
Ambition despite tragedy
Thrive over the fallen
Connect to spirit Marked by war and strife,
Better the will of death, Towards which they march
Announcements
Eerily quiet… Command broken Much harder then need be
Impossible to see Trouble in hand
Masks suggest release See the picture